Thank you for Waiting,Mister Tang!

Although he hated her, blamed her, and thought of how proud she was, his little girl was really fierce, really different from before.

If he did that again, she would really not want him.

So, he pleaded in a low voice, "I broke up with her. Would you like to come back to me?"

Xueer drooped her eyes, "Ye Muyun, I can't give you anything! When it's over, don't start again, or it will only hurt. "

He hugged her closely, and his voice was a little confusing: "no, this time not."

He held her tight and exhausted her strength, as if she were crushed by him in his blood.

Actually it hurts, but she Didn't push him away.

He held him quietly and wanted to tell myself it was the last time.

However, he did not allow her to have such an idea. As soon as he lowered his head, he kissed her on the lips, and in the narrow space, he gave her an uncontrollable kiss Stumbling with kisses.

His body was against the cupboard behind him, and she was sitting in his arms.

She still did not resist his temptation, small hands around his neck, will herself to him.

This kiss, slowly becoming painful Mixed all their missing, all unwilling, all angry.

When he let go of her, she realized she was crying.

Tears hot flow to the neck, but also stained his cheek

Ye Muyun reached out and gently scraped her small face, with a low voice, "how did you cry?"

He did not give up to her like that again, shallow kiss off the tears on her small face one by one.

Xueer's tears can't stop, falling again and again She looked at him with nostalgia and pain.

Suddenly, she put on her red lips and took the initiative to kiss him

He didn't hold her for too long. How could he bear it?

This kiss is very long, even almost brush gun fire, in such an open kitchen!

Finally, there was a noise at the door and they woke up.

At the door, it's Zhao Yan.

He seemed to be surprised to look at the two and chuckled, "that ye always continues to do Rice. "

Zhao Yan left in a good mood. He probably doesn't need to work these days. Just give it to Ye Muyun.

Xueer is still sitting in Ye Muyun's arms, and he is sitting on the ground, which is really not able to see.

She put her hair together in disorder and stood up with a rub: "Zhao Yan."

He did not stop, still waved his hand, "I have no interest in being an audience, and be careful. The camera will come to take pictures at any time. If you don't want to be famous, restrain yourself."

As if thinking of something, Zhao Yan suddenly turned his head and grinned, "if you can't help it, you can go back to your room. It's a good reason to say that it's for the sake of the lines. Now the entertainment industry says that."

Xueer smashes a potato in the past. Zhao Yan avoids it gently and laughs happily.

Xueer stares at his back, and suddenly feels that Zhao Yan is not with her, but with her!

She stopped Zhao Yan: "little uncle."

She seldom called him that way, and it was a serious thing to call him.

Zhao Yan side over the head, looking at her, a smile, "is what you think!"

Cher You learn psychology!

And Don't mess with the mandarin duck notation, OK!

She opened her mouth and didn't say a word for a long time, so she could only watch him leave.

"Still angry?" Ye Muyun's voice came from his ear.

Xueer took a deep breath and looked back, "Ye Muyun, we can only be ordinary friends."

"Call my brother and say that again." His tone is very light.

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